In my study I transcribed; in the garden I wandered; in my bedroom I stroked the cat and held off my nightmares by staying awake. The moonlit night when I had seen Emmeline appear in the garden seemed like a dream to me now, for the sky had closed in again, and we were immersed once more in the ewilight.
With the deaths of the Missus and now John-the-dig, an additional chill crept into Miss Winter’s story. Was it Emmelihat alarming figure in the garden—who had tampered with the ladder? I could only wait ahe story reveal itself. Meanwhile, with December waxing, the shadow h at my window grew always more intense. Her closeness repelled me, her distance broke my heart, every sight of her evoked ihe familiar bination of fear and longing.
I got to the library in advaniss Winter—m or afternoon or evening, I don’t know, they were all the same by now—and stood by the window to wait. My pale sister pressed her fio mirapped me in her impl gaze, misted the gl……（内容加载失败！）
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